Wednesday, 4 April 2007
03:40:35 AM (GMT)
I finally got to the top of the stairs, and panting, looked around the huge hallway.
There was a room with the door closed and the lights on, and I figured all of the
kids my age were in there. I went inside and saw all of my friends laughing at a boy,
who was on the ground, twitching in a disturbing manner.
"Hey! Aina!" called one of the kids, which was my best friend, Lawne. All of the
other kids stopped what they were doing and turned around, grinning madly at me as I
stood at the doorway. "Come over here! We're playing charades!"
I made my way over to the couch and squeezed in-between the two fat kids. The boy
was still twitching around on the ground like a freak.
"Oh, I know," someone said. "You're a lizard! A lizard that's been stepped on!"
The boy nodded and stood up, looking glad that someone had finally guessed what
he had been acting out.
Lawne suddenly stood up. Being my best friend, I knew from the look on her face
that she had an idea. Lawne was always thinking up crazy ideas, also known as stuff
to do that would probably get her in trouble. I instantly knew that this would be
trouble. Everyone became quiet and looked up at her, wondering what she was going to
"I have an idea," Lawne started. "Let's go into the attic and see what we can
find!" She looked to her side at a girl, who was the daughter of the people who were
throwing the party. "Is that okay, Nera?"
The girl pondered for a bit. "Well, it is my house..." she said, a grin forming
on her face. "And I think that's a great idea! Let's go!" Nera shouted. She stood up
and ran out of the room, the rest of us stampeding after her. She led us up another
flight of stairs and then into a small room, which contained tons of cardboard boxes.
It must have been used for storage. There was a door on the other side of the room
and Nera went over to it and opened it up. "Come on, let's go inside!" She switched
on the lights and flew in excitedly. Lawne and I stayed back and waited for all of
other kids to enter first.
"I like your slippers, Carrot," Lawne told me, giggling a bit. She smiled and
then gave me a little hug. She was wearing a gorgeous light pink dress and a diamond
necklace around her neck. She and her family were also pretty wealthy. I think I was
the only kid there who wasn't extremely rich, actually.
"Don't call me Carrot, Lawn," I reminded her, rolling my eyes. I called her Lawn
whenever she called me Carrot because she hated when people mispronounced her name
like that. When someone would say her name like Lawn, she would tell them, "It's
pronounced law-nuh, not lawn! I'm not a bunch of grass, you know!"
And Carrot was a nickname she had given me because I, one time, rammed a bunch of
carrots down my throat. The whole thing was an accident, really.
"Sorry," Lawne said. "Let's go in the attic now." She stepped inside first, and I
followed right behind her. It was pretty dim inside, and there were all sorts of old
junk lying around. An old dusty piano that looked like it was fifty years old, a
broken telescope, and a ripped portrait of lady , most likely Nera's grandma or
something. Everything was coated in a thick layer of dust and looked like it hadn't
been touched in years. The attic was huge, and soon Lawne and I met up with everyone
else. They were crowding around this tall large mirror with a dark wooden frame. Nera
was standing right in front of it, appearing to be inspecting the old thing. She
looked at her reflection, and then tapped the mirror a couple of times.
To be continued...